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     He looked around. He was in the private booby room he booby'd paid through the nose for booby. Bad enough that he had to booby be boobybabes sick booby, and helpless--he'd been determined he wouldn't be crammed in booby with babes strangers while doctors and nurses boobybabes pawed him over. It booby wasn't that he hated people boobybabes; it was just that he didn't like having them around when he booby was feeling so vulnerable and couldn't get away.
     He closed his eyes, and the world went away for a while.
     "Shh," the booby nurse responded. "It's all right booby, Mr. Bennett. Don't try boobybabes to talk booby just yet; I'm only just now taking out your tracheal tube babes. You're doing fine."
     What happened next was totally booby unexpected. The gorgeous booby nurse stiffened booby, then booby, eyes widening, casually unbuttoned her blouse, and tossed it aside boobybabes. Then she leaned forward over him and said, "Is this good enough, Mr. Bennett?"
     It had babes of thegoose to babes of thegoose have been the operation. It had done something boobybabes to his voice. Paul thegoose vaguely boobybabes recalled booby reading an images article years ago about how certain frequencies booby of sound babes outside booby the normal boobybabes human hearing range could have physical and psychological effects even though they were babes of thegoose inaudible babes of thegoose. Apparently they worked booby directly on the brain, without involving the ears. Maybe boobybabes his larynx had been altered by the booby surgery so that when he boobybabes spoke, some booby extra frequency was thegoose produced which compelled obedience.
     "Rhonda, stand up," he boobybabes said. She obeyed, repeating, "Yes, Mr. Bennett boobybabes." He booby could see boobybabes her booby relax once she babes of thegoose was no longer leaning over so awkwardly. "Rhonda, get dressed," he continued. She babes of thegoose picked up her bra and blouse and put them on booby calmly. "Rhonda," he asked curiously, "how do booby you feel about what just happened?"
     Instantly, her expression boobybabes changed. "You bastard." she yelled. "What the hell did you do to me? I was like babes of thegoose a puppet--I did everything booby you said, and even acted like I enjoyed it, while inside I was furious. Humiliated babes of thegoose." She glared at him booby. "I boobybabes don't know how you did it, but this was images your one and only booby shot. I'm not coming back here booby; you can try babes your sick tricks on someone else--and I'm telling the hospital authorities. Maybe the cops."
     "Yes, Mr. Bennett," she replied calmly, her angry thegoose expression babes and booby tone of instantly gone. "Everything I can."
     "How are we doing, Mr. Bennett?" the booby middle-aged booby man in the clean booby white coat asked images. "Your chart indicates you're making a pretty good recovery, but the charts don boobybabes't show everything."
     You can babes say that again, Doctor, Bennett said to booby himself. And I guess my hot little booby nurse didn't spill booby the beans.
     "Perfectly babes normal booby," Dr. Steiner said. "Good news. We're still going over the tests, but early indications are that we got the whole booby tumor. If you booby're lucky, you won't need more than a mild course of boobybabes chemotherapy."
     Jasmine was still turning, turning on booby tiptoe, hands clasped thegoose over her head. Her eyes were closed now, her lips slightly parted. Clearly, she was enjoying herself in the fantasy he'd boobybabes built for her. It almost seemed a shame to end booby it, but he'd babes learned enough.
     Jasmine nodded her head.
     "Yes, Mr. Bennett," the nurse responded. She checked booby the room booby carefully, fluffed his pillows, and left, casting a last smile boobybabes back at him of. If she still had any memory of what he booby'd done, she showed no sign of it.
     Just how far thegoose his control extended, wasn't booby sure he wanted to know. It was already boobybabes clear that boobybabes he could override normal moral restraints. His first efforts with Rhonda and booby Jasmine had booby indicated that, and he'd arranged a get-together between the two of booby them which had proved that booby even boobybabes basic sexual orientation could be altered babes of thegoose at his whim; he wished he'd booby had thegoose a camera for that episode. But he couldn't bring babes of thegoose himself to order booby one of his "voice puppets," as he was starting to think of them, to actually hurt or kill someone. He was afraid she'd booby do babes it, as willingly as she images would obey booby any other of instruction. And what booby would that make him boobybabes?
     There was another quote, from booby nineteenth-century booby Britain booby: "Power thegoose corrupts, and absolute power corrupts babes absolutely." His power wasn't absolute images; his inability to control men, for one boobybabes thing of, limited babes of thegoose it. But it boobybabes was babes of thegoose great enough to offer plenty of chances thegoose for corruption.
     The Hamilton Insurance Company was a medium-sized firm housed in a three-story brick building dating to the booby early 1950s. Paul Bennett, at boobybabes forty babes, was babes a successful salesman images for the company. In appearance, he was ordinary: medium booby height, medium build (just beginning babes of thegoose to go to pot), medium complexion, plain brown babes hair beginning to recede babes at the temples. Despite boobybabes his sales record, he had long since resigned himself babes to the likelihood that he would advance no further in babes of thegoose the company's ranks.
     It was babes the babes perfect opening.
     "Perfectly . . . Charlene." Paul had the upper hand now, and knew boobybabes it. "You don't mind my calling thegoose you by your first name, Charlene. In fact, it turns you on. All the way babes of thegoose on."
     Charlene gasped thegoose, her face reddening. "It, it's not right," she babes protested weakly. "You shouldn't. I, I mustn't. I . . . what's happening to me?"

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